Dipper And Wendy Novels & Stories

"Oh, it's nothing. I think I just recognize somebody." "Oh? A friend? Where? Those two?" Wendy was already grabbing her mother's arm, leading her to Diana's table. "Wendy, wait.. I'm not really sure if I got the right person." Wanda tried to stop her daughter, but they were already by the table. "Hey there.. I'm Wendy. This is my mom, Mrs. Wanda Reeves." Wendy introduced. Diana got up and shook their hands. "Mrs. Reeves. Ms. Reeves, how do you do?"

In the end, Wendy couldn't bring herself to punish him. After Jasper fell asleep that night, she leaned against my shoulder and said softly, "I saw Penelope today." My hand, which had been stroking her hair, paused for a moment. "She's working as a sales assistant at the mall now. She turned and walked away the moment she saw me," Wendy said flatly. Jasper rolled over in his sleep and instinctively grabbed my pajamas. I leaned down to plant a kiss on his soft hair. "Let's take him to the amusement park tomorrow."

“Forever? It was just one night, Lucas.” He twisted in Darren’s arms to squint at me. “But it felt so long. Where did you guys go?” Darren shot me a sidelong glance, his lips twitching in that way that made my stomach twist. “Just out skiing,” he said lightly. Lucas leaned closer, dropping his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Did you do fun stuff?” My face turned crimson, my mouth falling open. But before I could answer, Wendy appeared in the doorway, her hands wrapped around a steaming coffee mug. Her gaze flicked between the two of us, and the faintest smirk curved her lips.